A Boy With His Cat Painting

I am a mom. Very happy to be one. Very grateful. Never in my life was I loved so much for who I really am. And nothing is as big, pure and forgiving as love of your kids. Only for them you will always be perfect. Doesn’t matter how smart or beautiful you are, rich or poor. They want you to be there for them. They love you. The smile on their faces when I enter the room…. It’s priceless. And only after having them, I could feel my immortality. What ever I will not achieve in my life, they might. And when I’m gone, they’ll stay. But all of it comes at a price. Being an introvert, giving up all my personal life and space, was a big challenge for me. As much as I tried, at the end of the day I would become very annoyed and irritated. Of course my kids could feel it. Painting became for me the best therapy, the way I could let my stress out. The moment I learned how to picture my anger, fears and regrets, it became way easier to fight them. Because I could see them now.